Spin, Spin, Galaxy

Smarty Party! I've seen the Moon, the Sun, and all eight planets. Now I just want to see what's past the next galaxy. Just one more! Home sweet home is the Milky Way— A spiral with a bar, and it's spinning away! Hundreds of billions of stars in the swirl, Our Sun rides the Orion Arm around the whirl. Right in the middle, a black hole sleeps, Heavy as four million Suns, packed in deep: Sagittarius A-star! Don't get too close! It's the heart of the party, the quiet host! Spin, spin, galaxy! Round and round! Billions of stars, and they never slow down! What's past the next one? One more! Spin, spin, galaxy! One more! Arms swirling out wide? Spiral! A bar across the middle? Barred spiral! Round like an egg? A disk like a lens? Lenticular! No shape at all? Irregular! Every one's a city of stars on the move! Spin, spin, galaxy! Round and round! Billions of stars, and they never slow down! What's past the next one? One more! Spin, spin, galaxy! One more! Ooh, spin it! One more! Ooh, spin it! One more! The Sombrero's got a hat with a wide, wide brim; The Whirlpool's got a partner holding on to him! The Pinwheel's nearly twice as wide as our home; The Cartwheel crashed and made a ring of its own! The slowest dance in the galaxy: One lap takes two hundred thirty million years! Slowly! Last time we were on this side of the floor, The first dinosaurs had just stepped through the door! Andromeda glows, a smudge in the night— Two and a half million years its light's been in flight! It's drifting our way, and someday we might dance: In ten billion years, it's a fifty-fifty chance! Hold a grain of sand at arm's length in the air— Webb found thousands of galaxies hiding right there! Spin, spin, galaxy! Round and round! Billions of stars, and they never slow down! What's past the next one? One more! Spin, spin, galaxy! One more! Ooh, spin it! One more! Spin, spin, galaxy! One more! Okay. That was the last galaxy. ...Wait. What's that little smudge? Smarty Party Songs! Like, subscribe, PARTY!